Sunday, 25 December 2011


They went out without me today - again. They know I should always come for walks with them, but they can be mean, and try to leave me behind. They often creep out of the house with the dogs, but usually I hear them, and run through the cat flap and round the house to catch them up. Rachel says I can hear a dog-lead being clipped on even if I'm upstairs sound asleep.

Sometimes I'm already outside, and then I can ambush them when they go past.

Some days Rachel is even sneakier: she puts the dogs in the car and takes them somewhere else to have their walk, just to thwart me. They come back wet and smelling horrible, like water and sand; she says I wouldn't like it. But I still want to go too!

So I wait at the window, and people passing by say "Look at that poor little cat, a prisoner in her own home...."

Today while she was putting the dogs in the car, I took matters into my own paws. I got in too. I'm coming with you, I said, with my most assertive look.

Pleeeeeeeease! I added, with my most winning look.

And guess what she did? She made me get out.

She said "Not wanted on voyage, Millie."

Next time I'm hiding under the back seat.


  1. Oh, that poor little Millie (the Wanderer), how my heart breaks for you!

  2. Poor Millie, it just isn't fair, is it? Sometimes I get the same treatment when I'm with my in-laws!

  3. ahhh my true love ... you are so beautiful
    & so brave xoxoxo Oliver

  4. Oh Millie. If only you knew how Rachel's rules are founded in love, and in the wish to protect you. It is a much bigger world out there than even you know.

  5. Aww, Millie - top marks for effort but Rachel really does know best.

  6. How could she resist that face?

  7. While I have never had a cat jump in a car, I have had them come along for a walk. What a lovely compliment she gave you.
    Happy New Year to all, four and two legged!